Poems by Rosy Cheeks And Irony

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  • My eyes bare upward,
    as though in prayer, longing, like the one thing...

  • In a city bleached a pale shade of grey,
    A girl, watches a man vomit up his life upon the...

  • Bleached, like the city resting silently in the
    scorched reflection of her watered gaze...

  • If I could hold onto you with everything and...
    My hands being little tree roots touching...

  • I am young enough to believe that nothing can...
    That cathedrals burn and...

  • Angles. (3) 4

    Our lips were a shade of delicate light blue;
    their colour that of gentle stalactite...

  • Laced together inevitably:
    we have finally managed to fold in upon each...

  • Somewhere between the ends of your smile, and
    the lids of your eyes...

  • & this is where I find myself -
    Running like a wildfire through the fields of...

  • There is such stubborn longing for destruction,
    Within the folds of a human heart that I cease to...

  • This is a confession as much as it is a...
    My heart flutters like a butterfly to your leaf...

  • - Because what is emptiness but the
    corruption that lonely space leaves...